User blog comment:TheTragedyofE/In the Depths of Marshank/@comment-26879391-20151226174923/@comment-32303-20160108000006

"Aye." Keyla nodded, smoothed the soil in front of him with his footpaw and began drawing out a crude, quick map of the grounds with a pawnail. "Just have t' make sure I don't get put in the pit."